Apocalypse

The woman in Tsing Yi stood with her sword, and said with emotion, "Empty Zen Demon Monk, I have been looking for you for more than 20 years, but you are hiding in this broken temple to survive in the world, you think that this broken temple can wash away the blood stained on your hands, and can wash away the cry of one hundred and eight people in my Yunlu Village, today I want to seek justice for my Yunlu Zhuang people, and accept my life".

The woman in Tsing Yi held a slender sword in her hand, and swung it towards her at a very fast speed, only to see that every time she swung it, a cyan light appeared, and several rays of light formed a sword array, accompanied by the buzzing sound of the sword body, and rushed towards the old monk's body.

The old monk always closed his eyes and folded his hands, bowed his head slightly, felt the sword array coming, whispered Amitabha Buddha in his mouth, only to see that the old monk exuded golden light around his body at this time, forming a golden ancient Buddha phantom who was one person high, when the sword array collided with the golden ancient Buddha, the sword array and the ancient Buddha dissipated at the same time, a force of impact spread in the courtyard, the small incense burner in the courtyard weighed at least seventy or eighty pounds, and flew up as a whole under the impact, collapsing one side of the courtyard wall, and the sword that was not in contact with the ancient Buddha flew along the two sides of the old monk to the rear main hall, and the main hall wall, Several fist-thick cracks were cut out of the roof, and the main hall collapsed in an instant

When the impact dissipated, the woman in Tsing Yi raised her sword and rushed towards the old monk, the sword light in her hand flashed like a smart green snake, and went straight to the old monk's door. The old monk hurriedly dodged sideways, and at the same time his hands were palms, forming a golden hand in front of him to push towards the woman in Tsing Yi, at this time, the woman in Tsing Yi turned around at a strange angle, and the sword in her hand Qingmang won a big victory, and slashed at the old monk with an oblique slashing momentum, the old monk was shocked at the same time, and at the same time, both palms suddenly exerted force The golden big hand was more bright, and when it collided with the sword, the old monk spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body was unstable and retreated a few steps. The woman in Tsing Yi pinched the trick in her hand, and the sword quickly became smaller and the speed soared, and a cold light went straight to the old monk's face. This is the fatal blow of the woman in Tsing Yi, and all the previous attacks were made to pave the way for this blow, in order to make this sharp and rapid blow more unexpected and take her life.

The old monk has not stabilized his body, suddenly saw the sword flying, his eyes were wide open, his two big hands quickly closed, and he shouted loudly: Amitabha, I saw the old monk's body emit a dazzling golden light, and the flying sword touched together, so that the old monk's body was not stable, and flew out of a few meters until it hit the courtyard wall to stop, and when the smoke and dust dissipated, I saw a golden old monk's forehead was slowly flowing blood, a cyan sword only the size of a thumb, the tip of the sword was inserted into the old monk's eyebrows, and was stopped by the golden light.

The woman in Tsing Yi took back the sword, and a jump opened the distance from the old monk, at this time the woman in Tsing Yi's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and her breathing became short, and she shouted, "Impossible, absolutely impossible, I have personally been to Foguang Temple, and I saw that the power of your golden body has been withdrawn by the abbot of the temple, and now you are an outcast of Buddhism, it is impossible to be protected by the golden body of Buddhism, and this golden body is more pure than twenty years ago, you are a demon monk with blood on your hands, impossible, impossible." "

The old monk stood up slowly, ignoring the blood flowing from his forehead, bowed his head and folded his hands and said: "Master Yunshi, there were a lot of things involved in the past, it was done by the old monk, not by the old monk, but the old monk was dedicated to the Buddha, and what he did was confessed to the Buddha and swore that no third person would know, the Buddha read this matter was not my original intention, but Yunlu Lu did lose a hundred and eight mouths of my hand, the Buddha accepted my Dharma name Golden Body, but also gave me a golden body of the law." Therefore, the abbot did take back the golden body of the old monk, and now he is indeed not a person in Buddhism. Yun Shi's mood of killing me is understandable, why don't the old monk want to apologize with death, but some things have not yet arrived, and the poor monk can't die."

The woman in Tsing Yi was already trembling, her eyes were full of consternation, she couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe that the ancestor of Buddhism who practiced with goodness as the criterion, known as the Buddha who practiced Buddhism if there was a person in the world who practiced Buddhism, would give a blessing to the person in front of him whose hands were stained with the surnames of the Yun family's one hundred and eight.

"Impossible, impossible, lying, you lying, the lies you made up are just a scam for you to escape responsibility and want to survive in the world, my Yun family one hundred and eight people vow to let you pay for your life today,"

After saying that, a mouthful of essence blood sprayed on the sword, both hands were sealed, the sword was divided into two, two into four, and in a moment the woman in Tsing Yi was surrounded by more than 100 identical swords, and at the same time, her feet exerted force, her body rose into the air, pointed forward with one hand, and shouted "Ten thousand swords return to the sect" in her mouth, and the sword green light flashed around her in an instant, and countless flying swords galloped away in the direction pointed by the woman like a storm.

The old monk had already exhausted his mana at this time, and his whole body was surging with qi and blood, and he was already at the end of the crossbow.

I only heard the sound of the explosion, the green mang dissipated, and I saw the woman in green clothes kneeling on the leaf and shouting, "Have you seen it, Wanlin has avenged you, and you can look under the nine springs." "

Suddenly, there was a sound in the smoke and dust in front of him, and the old monk slowly stood up with black gas emitted from his body, and under the stunned gaze of Yun Wanlin, a woman in Tsing Yi, he slowly looked around and said, "Bald donkey, don't you feel bored after twenty years here, but do you feel so guilty about killing a few people" Turned to look at Yun Wanlin, who was kneeling on the ground, and suddenly laughed wildly, "Old bald donkey, thank you, and prepared a gift for me hahahahaha" I saw the black qi around the old monk gather, turning into a long sword and flying towards Yun Wanlin,

Yun Wanlin, who was kneeling on the ground, looked at the black long sword in front of her, her pupils dilated, her voice trembled and shouted, "It's you!" The black qi slashed through her body and dissipated, and Yun Wanlin also lost her life and fell to the ground.

When the old monk was looking at this scene and was satisfied, his expression changed greatly, and he was very shocked and suddenly shouted: "Stop, Wanlin!"

Before he finished speaking, the old monk's voice sounded in his mouth again: "I regret that twenty years is only for today" After saying that, his hands were golden and victorious, and he slapped heavily on the temples on both sides of his head.